I try to stop to hold my breath and wonder what Ill find. Behind the door something stirs, But only in my mind Chorus If you listen to your fears and you follow foolish dreams believing that theyre real not quite what they seem. Then you can write a different story I came across a different place A different way of life Looking for the time Ive lost, to put the past behind Sometimes I try, sometimes I fail, and sometimes I close my eyes Different places that Ive found That were only in my mind Chorus If you listen to your fears and you follow foolish dreams believing that theyre real when theyre not quite what they seem If you listen to your fears and you follow foolish dreams believing that theyre real when theyre not quite what they seem If you listen to your fears and you follow foolish dreams believing that theyre real when theyre not quite what they seem Then you can write a different story . Then you can write a different story . Then you can write a different story Then you can write a different story Then you can write a different story